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| 1. |
| 4:42 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:27 |
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| 3. |
| 3:29 |
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| 4. |
| 2:07 |
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| 5. |
| 7:21 | 
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And I wished for so long, cannot stay...
All the precious moments, cannot stay... It's not like wings have fallen, cannot stay... But I feel something's missing, cannot say... Holding hands are daughters and sons And their faiths just falling down, down, down, down... I have wished for so long How I wish for you today We all walk the long road. Cannot stay... There's no need to say goodbye... All the friends and family All the memories going round, round, round, round I have wished for so long How I wish for you today And the wind keeps roaring And the sky keeps turning gray And the sun is set The sun will rise another day... We all walk the long road. Cannot stay... There's no need to say goodbye... All the friends and family All the memories going round, round, round, round I have wished for so long How I wish for you today How I've wished for so long How I wish for you today We all walk the long road |
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| 6. |
| 3:09 |
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| 7. |
| 3:33 |
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| 8. |
| 6:22 |
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| 9. |
| 4:00 |
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| 10. |
| 1:37 |
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| 11. |
| 3:04 |
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| 12. |
| 5:12 |
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| 13. |
| 1:54 |
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| 14. |
| 3:42 |
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| 15. |
| 4:08 |
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| 16. |
| 4:59 |
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Chorus
Oh ro soon shall I see them; Oh he ro see them oh see them. Oh ro soon shall I see them the mist covered mountains of home. There shall I visit the place of my birth And they'll give me a welcome the warmest on earth All so loving and kind full of music and mirth, In the sweet sounding language of home. Chorus Oh ro soon shall I see them; Oh he ro see them oh see them. Oh ro soon shall I see them the mist covered mountains of home. There shall I gaze on the mountains again, On the fields and the woods and the burns and the glens, Away 'mong the corries beyond human ken In the haunts of the deer I will roam Chorus Oh ro soon shall I see them; Oh he ro see them oh see them. Oh ro soon shall I see them the mist covered mountains of home. Hail to the mountains with summits of blue, To the glens with their meadows of sunshine and dew. To the women and men ever constant and true, Ever ready to welcome one home. |
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| 17. |
| 5:00 |
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| 18. |
| 5:02 |
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